After school in the afternoon, on the cherry blossom ramp outside Myongsheng High School.

“…… So, that's the way it is. ”

Izumi Kurose said the reason why he skipped the first class in the afternoon, 1510.

Beside him was Shiraishi Chiren with a schoolbag in both hands, with elegant steps and demeanor.

After listening quietly, she said softly, "I'm sorry to let Kurose-san suffer an unwarranted disaster." ”

"It's okay, it's just an accident." Izumi Kurose shook her head and smiled.

Shiraishi Qianren turned his head sideways and said with a worried expression: "Does your head still hurt?" New home doesn't have ice packs, right? Do you want to go to my house first, and I'll put it on you? ”

"No, no! I'll be able to buy some myself later. Izumi Kurose hurriedly waved his hand and refused.

He's afraid that he won't be able to come back!

Maybe things will change from applying ice packs, to staying for dinner, and then being asked to play games, and naturally playing too late, so I go to bed!

After all, tomorrow is a Saturday day off, so you can have a good time.

Actually, it's just a matter of what he thinks.

Shiraishi Chiren just wanted to take care of him, and didn't want him to stay overnight.

She already had a plan for tonight, and there was no such thing as letting Kurose Izumi stay overnight.

Otherwise, Shiraishi Chiren would let him stay if he said anything.

"Well, take care of yourself." Shiraishi Chiren nodded lightly, and suddenly stopped.

Before they knew it, the two had walked across the cherry blossom ramp and came to a fork in the road.

This means that they have to be separated here.

Izumi Kurose seemed to understand what she meant, and stopped.

He turned his head and looked at Shiraishi Qianren, who was quietly staring ahead, her hair gently stirred by the breeze, and moved her thin lips, wanting to say something.

But in the end, a thousand words come together into a short sentence:

"Goodbye, Shiraishi-san. You too, remember to take care of yourself. ”

"Well, goodbye."

At the fork under the cherry blossom ramp, the two waved goodbye as the cherry blossoms fell from the sky.

Then, they go in the opposite direction of each other, in opposite directions.

A sense of parting sorrow lingered faintly in the hearts of the two, and they couldn't stay for a long time.

In my mind, I have memories of these few days together.

Go home together, cook, eat, wash dishes, do homework, play games, sleep in the same room, wake up in the morning, the first thing you see is each other's faces, say good morning to each other, and then go out together to welcome the new day.

These memories, like a horse watching flowers and reminiscing records, are broadcast one scene after another.

Reminiscing about this, Izumi Kurose unconsciously walked to Shinjuku Station and bought a ticket to Chiyoda Ward.

When he stepped into the tram car, he casually looked back and saw the empty platform, and the sense of parting in his heart was even greater.

Accustomed to the warmth, suddenly ushered in parting, to be honest, it was a bit uncomfortable.

Izumi Kurose smiled helplessly and withdrew his gaze.

The next moment, the doors closed and the train sped out, carrying him out of Shinjuku.

……

All the way back to his new home in Jimbocho, Izumi Kurose took out his room card and swiped it on the LCD detector at the entrance, and the door automatically opened inward.

"Disturb ......"

“…… I am back. ”

The spacious living room, new high-end furniture, and warm yellow tones of the scenery......

All this, he only felt strange.

After sitting quietly for a while and calming down, Izumi Kurose got up and went out again, and had a casual dinner outside.

When I returned, it was seven o'clock in the evening.

At this moment, the quiet night descends and envelops Jimbocho.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the living room, looking at the brightly lit and neon-lit high-rise buildings in the distance, Izumi Kurose suddenly felt a sense of loneliness in her heart.

If it's at Shiraishi Chirei's house, it's time to finish dinner and wash the dishes together, right?

Or is it already done washing the dishes, sitting down to rest together for a while, chatting for a while and going to the shower?

Or ......

'Why do you want to do so much?' It's over......

Izumi Kurose shook her head suddenly, interrupted her thoughts, and turned to walk towards the master bedroom.

Turning on the warm yellow light, he sat down at his computer desk and turned on the computer that was already connected to the Internet.

At the same time, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to "Rotten Wood Fuyuko":

"I'll accomplish the ending you want, please don't trouble Shiraishi."

This is the first time in the past few days that Izumi Kurose has sent a message to "Fuyuko Kuchigi".

In the past, he couldn't read it back and ignored it.

But now, he had to act, or Shiraishi Chiren would most likely be retaliated against later!

Within a few minutes of the message, it was shown to have been read, but there was no reply.

Seeing this, Izumi Kurose didn't send any more messages, but instead focused on rewriting the ending.

He wanted to finish it as soon as possible, and then send it to "Rotten Wood Fuyuko" to end this entanglement and bond.

But what Izumi Kurose didn't know was that the goal of "Fuyuko Kuchigi" had changed from the ending to him!

——

In the middle of the night, in Waseda Ward, in front of an apartment building in Toyama Park.

The bright white street lamps illuminated the empty streets, and the surroundings were quiet, not even a car or a pedestrian!

But in the next moment, under the monitoring of the intersection, a person dressed in black, wearing a cap and a mask suddenly appeared.

"Kuchigi Fuyuko" walked slowly towards the apartment not far away, passing through the places where the surveillance could shine.

A few minutes later, she came to the apartment and walked straight through the door, her steps gently stepping on the stairs upstairs.

Click, click.

The sound is soft, but extremely rhythmic and unhurried.

When he reached the fifth floor, "Fuyuko Kuchigi" paused and turned towards the corner on the left.

She came to room 502, where the word "White Stone" was written under the house number.

In a corner of the ceiling above her head, the surveillance light flashed faintly red.

Fuyuko Kuchiki first took out a pair of gloves from the pocket of her black coat and put them on her hand, then took out a wire and inserted it into the lock hole of the door.

Click, click.

A slight crunch echoed through the empty and silent corridors, like the sound of a pendulum echoing at midnight.

Click.

With a final crunch, the door lock was pried open!

"Fuyuko Kuchigi" grasped the handle, turned it slightly, and then gently pulled out a gap.

She leaned sideways and walked behind the door.

And when half of his body went in, he suddenly slammed again.

The next moment, she turned her head and looked at the camera in the corner above her head, her slender brow slightly raised.

Click.

The door was shut.

Bang, bang, bang——!

For just a minute, there was a dense collision in the room.

Bang, bang......

At the same time, it was accompanied by a crisp sound of smashing, which sounded faintly.

After a while, the sound suddenly subsided, and room 502 returned to silence.

Under the surveillance of a corner of the ceiling, the door was opened, and the "Kuchiki Fuyuko", whose clothes were messy and tattered, and who was struggling to walk, walked out.

She left the apartment until she reached an unmonitored no-man's land, then stopped.

Then, she took off her hat, mask, trench coat and other disguises.

Then, from behind a tree, he took out a bag, changed into civilian clothes, and put on gloves.

After doing all this, she avoided the surveillance all the way, returned to the apartment, went around the dead end to the side, stepped on the balcony of each house, and climbed up the water pipe.

Eventually, he pushed open a window at the end of the fifth floor and went inside.

In the dimly lit room, she picked up her phone and unlocked the screen.

Suddenly, the white light lit up, reflecting a small white face with a sickly smile.

Finally, she clicked on the contact person who remarked "Eternal Teacher" and sent a message that made Izumi Kurose completely turn his face!